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Chapter 6
Brendon's POV
"I'm going to go and get some coffee. Want anything?" Ryan asked me. "No." I watched Kendra leave and I stood up and walked to Patrick. "What the hell was that?" Patrick turned around. "What?" "Why the hell were you touching my girlfriend?" "Dude, calm down. She was upset with you leaving. I guess I just wiped a tear. It was nothing." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I poured out my feeling to you last night. Do you think I would hit on your girlfriend?" "I guess now. I'm so confused." "Same here. Have you thought about what we talked about?" "A little. We'll talk when I get back." I turned around, but something overcame me. I turned back to Patrick and grabbed him. I kissed him and he fell back in the chair. I straddled him. My hands went under his shirt. I moved my mouth to his neck and sucked.
"Oh Brendon, what, oh god." I started to rub the front of his jeans. His cock was growing. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I took his cock out. God, he was beautiful. I didn't know what came over me. I slide off of Patrick's lap and kneeled in front of him. I took his cock into my hand. My fingers moved over him. Patrick was moaning. I placed my lips on the head of his cock. "Brendon, oh fuck." I took him all in my mouth. I began moving on him. He touched my head gently. I licked the head of his cock and could taste his precum. I went down on him again. "Brendon I'm about to come." I moved faster on him. "Oh god." He moved forward and I took him deeper as he came. I licked his cock and Patrick leaned back in the chair.
"You better pull your pants up before Ryan comes back." "Yeah, I guess. Are you alright?" "Sure. Why?" "First, you just gave me a blow job. Amazing at that. And, I thought we were going to talk before we did anything." "I know. I'm sorry. I guess I just got carried away." I started to walk away when Patrick grabbed my arm and kissed me. "I'm not sorry."
"Hey, guys." Ryan came into the studio. "Sorry I was so late. There was a huge line at the cafe. Did I miss anything?" I looked at Patrick. "Um, no." "Are you ready to record your guitar part, Ryan?" "Sure." After Ryan went into the booth I went to write a song.
Kendra's POV
After I left the studio all I could think of was Patrick. I wanted to go back and kiss him. As I went to he car I noticed I forgot my hoodie. I walked back in the studio. I didn't see anybody. I found my hoodie. "Oh, Brendon." I heard Patrick say. I turned around. I seen Brendon between Patrick's legs. I couldn’t' move or say anything. I watched as Brendon went up and down on Patrick. Finally, my legs moved and I was able to run out of the studio. I don't even remember how I got to Patrick's apartment.
I sat in the chair just holding my legs and crying. I was in love with them both, but were any one of them in love with me? I didn't know what to do? There was obvious nothing here for me. But I couldn't run away. I finally stood up and went to the kitchen. I took a couple of aspirin and went to lay down. I just wanted to go back to this morning. No, I wanted to go back before we met Patrick. How did we get into this fucked up love triangle?
Patrick's POV
I watched Brendon walk away. I tried to get my mind to focus on Ryan. What a fucking mess I got into. Ryan finished. "That was great. Can you do it again?" Ryan started up again. I watched Brendon from the corner of my eye. I could tell he was thinking things over. We needed to talk but I knew we wouldn't until he came back k. Ryan finished again. "That's good."
Ryan came out of the booth. "I think I'm going to help Brendon with his song." "Alright. I'm almost done here. I'll probably go home." After I finished up I went home. I walked in and it was dark. I seen Kendra's car so I knew she was home. I made some supper and thought I would check on her. I knocked on the door. "Kendra, are you alright?" There was no answer. I opened the door. She was laying on the bed. "Kendra, are you sick?" "No." "What's wrong?" "I seen you and Brendon."
Brendon's POV
"I'm going to go and get some coffee. Want anything?" Ryan asked me. "No." I watched Kendra leave and I stood up and walked to Patrick. "What the hell was that?" Patrick turned around. "What?" "Why the hell were you touching my girlfriend?" "Dude, calm down. She was upset with you leaving. I guess I just wiped a tear. It was nothing." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I poured out my feeling to you last night. Do you think I would hit on your girlfriend?" "I guess now. I'm so confused." "Same here. Have you thought about what we talked about?" "A little. We'll talk when I get back." I turned around, but something overcame me. I turned back to Patrick and grabbed him. I kissed him and he fell back in the chair. I straddled him. My hands went under his shirt. I moved my mouth to his neck and sucked.
"Oh Brendon, what, oh god." I started to rub the front of his jeans. His cock was growing. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I took his cock out. God, he was beautiful. I didn't know what came over me. I slide off of Patrick's lap and kneeled in front of him. I took his cock into my hand. My fingers moved over him. Patrick was moaning. I placed my lips on the head of his cock. "Brendon, oh fuck." I took him all in my mouth. I began moving on him. He touched my head gently. I licked the head of his cock and could taste his precum. I went down on him again. "Brendon I'm about to come." I moved faster on him. "Oh god." He moved forward and I took him deeper as he came. I licked his cock and Patrick leaned back in the chair.
"You better pull your pants up before Ryan comes back." "Yeah, I guess. Are you alright?" "Sure. Why?" "First, you just gave me a blow job. Amazing at that. And, I thought we were going to talk before we did anything." "I know. I'm sorry. I guess I just got carried away." I started to walk away when Patrick grabbed my arm and kissed me. "I'm not sorry."
"Hey, guys." Ryan came into the studio. "Sorry I was so late. There was a huge line at the cafe. Did I miss anything?" I looked at Patrick. "Um, no." "Are you ready to record your guitar part, Ryan?" "Sure." After Ryan went into the booth I went to write a song.
Kendra's POV
After I left the studio all I could think of was Patrick. I wanted to go back and kiss him. As I went to he car I noticed I forgot my hoodie. I walked back in the studio. I didn't see anybody. I found my hoodie. "Oh, Brendon." I heard Patrick say. I turned around. I seen Brendon between Patrick's legs. I couldn’t' move or say anything. I watched as Brendon went up and down on Patrick. Finally, my legs moved and I was able to run out of the studio. I don't even remember how I got to Patrick's apartment.
I sat in the chair just holding my legs and crying. I was in love with them both, but were any one of them in love with me? I didn't know what to do? There was obvious nothing here for me. But I couldn't run away. I finally stood up and went to the kitchen. I took a couple of aspirin and went to lay down. I just wanted to go back to this morning. No, I wanted to go back before we met Patrick. How did we get into this fucked up love triangle?
Patrick's POV
I watched Brendon walk away. I tried to get my mind to focus on Ryan. What a fucking mess I got into. Ryan finished. "That was great. Can you do it again?" Ryan started up again. I watched Brendon from the corner of my eye. I could tell he was thinking things over. We needed to talk but I knew we wouldn't until he came back k. Ryan finished again. "That's good."
Ryan came out of the booth. "I think I'm going to help Brendon with his song." "Alright. I'm almost done here. I'll probably go home." After I finished up I went home. I walked in and it was dark. I seen Kendra's car so I knew she was home. I made some supper and thought I would check on her. I knocked on the door. "Kendra, are you alright?" There was no answer. I opened the door. She was laying on the bed. "Kendra, are you sick?" "No." "What's wrong?" "I seen you and Brendon."
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